There were stir-fried tomato eggs, cucumber salad, sour and spicy potato strips, a dish of vegetables, and ribs with old cucumber soup.
"You often cook for me. I want to treat you this time as a way of saying thank you," Queenie said as she looked at her masterpiece bashfully. She no longer looked like the president of the Shao Corporation, who earned five-six figures. She was like a young girl in love.
"Thank you." Jacob smiled awkwardly. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted every dish.
She gazed at him expectantly, hoping that he could give a good comment for her first attempt in cooking.
He stretched out his neck and swallowed the over-fried shredded potato that tasted more like vinegar and chili. He smiled bitterly because he felt that he had to compliment something. Finally, he was trying dishes made by the Shao Corporation's president.